Lu Lingche coldly said, "Do you think just because I can't find evidence, I will believe your explanation? Unfortunately, my men have found the car you used to lure away the bodyguard."
Wen Bilan's pupils suddenly shrank!
The car ended up in his hands?
"Mrs. Lan, why are you trembling? Why aren't you explaining anymore?"
"Continue to explain why there is a car that not only matches Yuyi's limited-edition model in brand, model, and color but also has the same license plate number? Even the driver was dressed up like Yuyi, why?"
"Modifying cars without permission, counterfeiting license plates, is this illegal act done by Mrs. Lan, or your good daughter?"
Wen Bilan vigorously shook her head: "I don't know what you're talking about, Yuyi and I don't know anything about this car you're talking about! Don't ask me anymore, I got hurt today, my head hurts!"